After finishing the last one, Shi Yan asked Sheng Yuan to go to the living room. He put the small basket of kumquats on the coffee table in front of her, and then went back to the kitchen to do the finishing work.

It didn’t take long, only about eight or nine minutes.

Shi Yan wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen.

In the living room, a slender figure was lying on the armrest of the sofa, seemingly asleep.

Not as if.

Yes, he had indeed fallen asleep—

Sheng Yuan leaned against the side of the sofa, with one arm folded under her cheek, her eyes closed, her breathing even, and her sleeping posture well behaved.

Shi Yan half-knelt down beside the sofa and looked at her for a while.

There were footsteps behind me.

"Is...she asleep?" Aunt Qu spoke in a low voice, for fear of waking Sheng Yuan up. She walked over quietly with a surprised expression, as if she was surprised that Sheng Yuan had fallen asleep like this.

She said to Shi Yan, "There is a cleaned up guest bedroom upstairs. Everything is brand new and no one has used it. You can take Miss Sheng back to her room to sleep. Be careful not to catch a cold here."

Shi Yan stretched out his hand and carefully lifted Sheng Yuan's head, letting her lean against his chest. Then he put his arms around Sheng Yuan's waist and legs, stood up, and held her in his arms easily but slowly.

Aunt Qu raised her hand and pointed to the guest bedroom upstairs to Shi Yan.

Sheng Yuan was sleeping soundly.

Until Shi Yan put her on the bed, her eyelashes did not move at all, and she showed no signs of waking up during the whole process.

As Aunt Qu said, it can be seen that no one lives in this guest bedroom. The bed is made, but the sheets are still the thin quilts used in spring and summer, which are still a bit thin for the current season.

Shi Yan tucked in the quilt for Sheng Yuan, then stood by the bed without moving.

It's not that I didn't notice her distraction.

——On the way here, and also, in the kitchen just now.

Shi Yan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his pupils, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking at the moment.

Stand for a while.

Shi Yan turned on the heater in the room and went out to get a blanket.

A figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

This building is located near the periphery, with rows of rooms on the left and wooden floor-to-ceiling windows on the right, through which you can see the garden outside.

The corridor was carpeted, with a single sofa at the end of the carpet.

A woman is sitting on the sofa.

The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows poured into the entire corridor, but the light was cut off right where the sofa was, making that corner look several degrees darker.

The woman sits elegantly with a dignified temperament.

It was Jiang Yu who should have been resting in the room.

She was wearing a long woolen skirt with a flowing hem, and her hair was held neatly back with a metal clip.

Still wearing the same outfit as at 10 a.m.

But it was completely different from the gentle and approachable look of Jiang Yu when he was standing at the door, looking forward to waiting for someone.

A layer of gloom now appeared on that originally gentle face, and the often-ignored coldness was suddenly revealed between her brows.

The woman in front of me looked.

It's like a completely different person.

——Cold, with contempt in his eyes.

She spoke.

"You brought her here after all."

Jiang Yu's face was twisted with a look of disappointment. She looked at Shi Yan like a scrutinizing critic, and the voice she spoke was no longer gentle and soft, but serious and stern.

"Shi Yan, you really haven't made any progress at all."

"Why, why do you always disobey your mother and stay away from her."

Thanks to Wuyou's wife for the monthly ticket